You ripped my heart out
And stomped on it
And then you tucked it inside your pocket
Leaving me with a dark and hollow hole,
A shell of who I used to be
And now you're back
With the very thing you stole
Offering it to me
And it's still beating
The only thing is,
I've started to learn how to live
Without it
And I know if I take it back
And later you were to decide
That you wanted it back
I don't think I could live without it
Because in order for me to keep living
I would need my heart
That you stole